Page 58 of Better Day

Releasing her lips for a minute, no words between us are needed. Kneeling above her, I don’t waste time. My jacket is off and my holster on the floor next to us. It’s never far from me. Scrunching the t-shirt in my hand and pulling it over my head, I watch her eyes fully dilate. I know she is as ravenous as I am to fuck—and fuck hard.

Pulling her top over her head, the roughness of pulling her bra off in a hurry has me up off the bed, kicking off my boots and dropping my cargo pants and boxers. Taking my cock in my hand and slowly with the firmness I need, I stroke myself, trying to hold off the explosive arousal that I have inside me. As much as I want to slam into her, I don’t want to hurt her. It’s not the baby because I’m not stupid and know it’s safe, but it’s the woman now naked, stretched out before me, that I never want to hurt in any way.

She deserves more than that. For everything she is suffering and has lived with, love is all she should know, and I intend to be the one to show it to her.

“Noah?” Looking up at me, my name on her lips is like the trigger I need, and she knows it.

“I’ve got you.” And I do. I don’t take the time for the foreplay we both love; this is about pure carnal lust and acceptance of our love. My hand on my cock above her sex, I drag it through her wetness, and I know she wants all of me now. Pushing hard and fast into her pussy, her body lifts up off the bed, and the hitch in her breath is enough that I hold my position for a few seconds. On my elbows above her, our faces together, I just want to kiss her until she can’t breathe without my air in her lungs. Feeling her body relax slightly and sinking into the bed, it’s the signal I’ve been waiting for.

I pull out and pound back into her over and over again. Her head drops back on the pillow, mouth open, and the filthy words coming out of her spur me on to bury myself so deep that she feels every part of me. My balls tighten, pulling up inside me, and I know I’m not far off. I want her to feel the same ecstasy that is about to race through my body. Judging by the flurry of short breaths from her pink glossy lips that she’s now biting on, I know she is just as close.

“Let go, bright eyes, we both need to let go.” Dropping my mouth to her rock-hard brown nipple that I have been watching the whole time, I take it between my teeth and bite down firmly.

The pain and the pleasure are all that she can take.

“Noah… fuck!” And there it is, what I was waiting for. Her wet pussy contracts tightly around my cock, and I release every piece of tension that is lying deep down inside me. Her body quivers, her cheeks flushed, and her chest with that layer of sweat makes her olive skin glisten in the light. A more beautiful sight I have never seen.

Her eyes are still open and fixated on me as I jerk through the last releases of come that I am emptying inside her. Marking her again. That feeling of her being mine is what keeps me strong.

My head is clear as a bell now, with all the endorphins and adrenaline pumping through it.

“No matter what happens, I will always love you.” Placing my lips softly on hers, I need her to know that. In our world, tomorrow is never guaranteed, so she needs to carry my love with her and know it’s unconditional.

“I feel like I’ve always loved you.” Her words hit me hard because she has just described what I couldn’t put into words.

Falling to the side of her on the bed and pulling her into my side, I wrap her in my arms as tightly as I can. We lie there, just absorbing it.

Us, our love, and our baby. Nothing else matters.

We will make it through whatever is coming for us.

“You are my safe place, Noah.”

“Always,” is all I can manage to say.

Cassie, you crush my walls.

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We have been traveling now for four days, and we’re finally getting close to home.

I knew one day it would become home, but I never in my wildest dreams pictured Cassie and a baby here with me. This was going to be the place I could hide from the world and anyone who wanted to hurt me. That danger I imagined just being physical, but now, it’s so much more. The pain of losing my new little family would kill me, without the need for any weapons.

The wordfamilywas not something I ever contemplated for myself once I chose to leave mine behind, and it was something I had consciously chosen not to have. The young years of my life were enough to ruin any happiness that I thought was associated with the word family. Those shows on the TV and hearing kids at school talk about their perfect lives, I presumed it was all fake because there was no love or joy in my house.

Badger managed to make sure we had somewhere appropriate to sleep along the way, and we decided to stop at a twenty-four-hour medical center in the last big town we went through yesterday, with fake names and a blonde wig for Cassie and a hoodie for me that I picked up in a secondhand shop close by. We knew it was risky, but we needed to check that everything was okay with the baby and get an idea on what she should be doing. No blood tests, though, we didn’t want any record of her being there that could be traced.

It's still early in the pregnancy, so they couldn’t tell us much, but for Cassie, I could see her relax the moment the doctor told her she was healthy and that if she just keeps up her eating and exercise, tries to stay away from stress, then she should have the dream pregnancy. I can’t do all they described, but the food and exercise will be easy where we’re going. I’m relying on the fresh mountain air to set the relaxing vibe.

I’m not sure if it’s the baby or the strain of the week but Cassie has been asleep for the last three hours, making the most adorable little noise that is almost a snore but not quite. I’m torn as to whether I should wake her up before we arrive but have decided against it. Turning down the overgrown gravel drive, the crunching of the wheels and the swiping of leaves on the car has her stirring from her slumber anyway.

I can tell that no one has been down here in a very long time, which makes me feel assured that we are going to be in the middle of nowhere and that no one will know we’re here.

I bring the Range Rover to a slow crawl while I’m trying to avoid the sharp branches sticking out. It would be nice to at least last a week without a scratch on the new vehicle. I’m not one to go crazy about the look of my cars but they just need to have all the safety features and speed that I require.

The back of the car is full of groceries. I can hear them jiggling around as we ride over the rough terrain. Badger organized for me to pick them up from the closest shop which is about forty-five minutes away. Told them we were passing through to one of the camping sites that are two hours down the road. It’s a common thing, so they didn’t even bat an eyelid at the order.

I don’t know what I would do without Badger. He may not be as tech savvy as me, but his contacts are ones that money can’t buy.

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